Research, anyone?

"We've noticed a few patterns that are far too blatant to be coincidence. Not," he added, snorting, "that we believe in coincidence anyway. We're starting to piece together a bigger picture. And in a completely unrelated question, when is your next break in classes?"

"This isn't our first go 'round, Nessa," he said with a laugh and a shake of his head. "They're one of the top priorities on our list. But going in, guns blazing, wouldn't work out too well with this one, unfortunately. So we're stocking up on knowledge and bullets first."

"Wait a minute, the little blonde student body whatever has an internship with Wolfram and Hart?" It was a testament to his skill that he didn't slam on the brakes in the middle of traffic. "Why's she working for those evil sons of bitches?"

"Haley's crafty. I'm sure that she can hold her own." Vanessa said. "She's pretty good at kissing ass to get what she wants. You should see her in gym class when she doesn't want to participate. I swear, she's got it down to an art form."